CHINESE MAN:
Please, do not do this. I--I will complain no more. I swear.
MAN 1:
Keep dig in'.
[praying in Chinese]
CHINESE MAN:
You can rely on my silence.
[gunshot]
MAN 1:
Now I can.
KYLE:
Ha ha. Well, now, you see how easy that is? You don't gotta touch him nor nothin'.
MAN 1:
Heh heh heh heh. Cover him up and keep your mouth shut.
[glass breaking]
KYLE:
Gimme a drink. Whiskey!
MAN:
Come on, let's get out the way.
INEZ:
Hey, come on. You've had your fun, Mister. Now get out.
KYLE:
Whoo-hoo! Take it on now.
INEZ:
Hey!
KYLE:
There you go, partner. Drink up. Heh heh.
MAN:
Gimme a drink.
INEZ:
Yeah. Here's your drink.
BUCK:
Hey, that ain't no way to treat a lady. Gimme that. Gimme that.
KYLE:
Aah!
CHRIS:
Fight's over.
INEZ:
It's about time.
BUCK:
Your knight in shining armor, darlin'.
VIN:
Nathan, he got hisself a little scratch. Look after him.
JOSIAH:
You boys cuttin' up?
BUCK:
Expect more of it now that the railroad's layin' track nearby.
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
Ahem. We hear of 7 men who protect this place. Brave men it is said.
BUCK:
We don't mean to brag...
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
My brother has disappeared. Also other men from the railroad camp. All Chinese. I believe they were murdered.
CHRIS:
Why would someone want your brother dead?
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
He asked for changes to make things better for our people. But all those who speak out disappear.
WO CHIN:
They're gunfighters, father. They work for money. They will not help us.
BUCK:
Nice to meet you, too.
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
I can pay. This jade is all I can offer you.
JOSIAH:
[speaking Chinese]
BUCK:
What the hell was that?
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
Justice will prevail.
BUCK:
You speak Chinese.
JOSIAH:
Word or two. My father did missionary work with Chinese up in San Francisco.
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
[speaking Chinese]
JOSIAH:
Wants to know if we're gonna help him.
CHRIS:
Well, boys... What do you think?
BUCK:
We got no say there. That's private property. But that never stopped us before.
JOSIAH:
No harm lookin' around.
CHRIS:
All right. But only if you keep this. We'll follow you.
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
No one must know I asked you to come.
CHRIS:
Never seen ya before.
VIN:
Where can we find the rail boss?
RUPERT BROWNER:
That, sir, would be me. Rupert Browner's my name. I see you've met a few of my employees.
CHRIS:
A little dustup in town.
RUPERT BROWNER:
I lecture 'em, I fine 'em, I fire 'em, and they still need to blow off steam, I guess. I--I will try to see that it does not happen again, uh... Sheriff.
CHRIS:
No badges. We're just paid to keep an eye on things.
RUPERT BROWNER:
Seven of ya? That's an unusual arrangement. Seems to me like the further inland you go, stranger the things ya find. That's progress, my good man. Anyway, I wanna thank you for returning my men. That one there, with the wounded shoulder, is my top foreman. Go on, Kyle, get out of here.
VIN:
Tell me, Rupert, if a man or two were to go missing off the site, you notice?
RUPERT BROWNER:
Well, we got several hundred men workin' here--comin, goin' every day. So it's kinda hard to keep track of 'em all.
VIN:
I reckon. Since we're here, you mind if we take a look around?
RUPERT BROWNER:
No, no. Not at all. Just spread a little money around.
VIN:
Feller could get hisself killed talkin' to us.
JOSIAH:
Gotta catch the strays. That's our best hope. Ones off by themselves.
VIN:
Hmm.
JOSIAH:
[speaking Chinese]
VIN:
What did you say to him?
JOSIAH:
Oh, I told him to have courage.
VIN:
Well, hell, you got his attention. Try askin' if he knows of anyone gone missin'.
JOSIAH:
[speaking halting Chinese]
CHINESE MAN 1:
Ha ha ha ha ha. Ha ha ha ha ha.
JOSIAH:
What's so funny?
CHINESE MAN 1:
You ask if he know any man who smells good.
JOSIAH:
My Chinese is about as rusty as a dead horse's shoe, but, uh, maybe you can help me here.
CHINESE MAN 2:
Wait, wait, wait.
JOSIAH:
[speaking Chinese][speaking Chinese]
JD:
You got a lot of 'em here, Doctor. Any of 'em, uh, make me a little taller?
DR CHI-CHOW:
Ohh... I give you this.
JD:
Really? Get bigger?
BUCK:
What ya buyin'?
JD:
Uh, nothin'.
BUCK:
Nothin'? Doesn't look like nothin'.
JD:
It's nothing.
BUCK:
What is it?
JD:
Nothin'.
BUCK:
What is it?!
JD:
All right, it's a... a...potion.
BUCK:
Potion?
JD:
Yeah. Dr. Chow Chi, this is Buck. Dr. Chow Chi is like a witch doctor or something. He makes all kinds of remedies, and this one here's gonna help me get taller.
BUCK:
Ohh.
[Dr. Chi-Chow speaking Chinese]
BUCK:
Oh, it's working already.
JD:
Buck, look. He's got all kinds of remedies. He's got one here for good luck. Got one for bad colds. He's even got a love potion. Where's the love potion, Doc? Love potion.
BUCK:
Well, you better grow up, boy. Because all this magic here-- it's just a bunch of hooey. I'm just kidding.
JD:
We'll see what you're sayin', Buck, when you gotta look up to talk to me.
BUCK:
Yeah.
JOHNSON:
Watch where you're goin'.
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
[speaking Chinese] Sorry. Sorry.
JOHNSON:
I say you could go?
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
I want no trouble. Help!
JOHNSON:
What did you tell them cowboys?
WO CHIN'S FATHER:
Nothing! Nothing!
McAFEE:
Leave him be, Johnson.
VIN:
Man said leave him be.
JOHNSON:
You best mind your own business, McAfee. You makin' the wrong kind of friends around here.
VIN:
Ain't the way I see it. Good thing you came along.
McAFEE:
Good for who?
BUCK:
Doh! Man, oh, man! Man, this stuff is God-awful. Damn well better make her like me.
DR CHI-CHOW:
Oh, you want her to like you?
BUCK:
Yeah.
DR CHI-CHOW:
I thought you suffer from limp noodle.
BUCK:
Huh? Now, hold on. Now, looky here, Doc. There's nothin' wrong with that. No, I got-- no, that's fine. Fine.
DR CHI-CHOW:
I see. I got what you need. You give special lady to drink, you become her special man.
BUCK:
Yes! That's more like it. Special man.
EZRA:
So, do I have to come up with 6 spots or 4? I've never been good with figures.
NATHAN:
What the hell are you doin'?
EZRA:
Tryin' to ingratiate myself with these good people. Better to ascertain information. Oh, my turn? There you go.
CROWD:
[all grumble in Chinese]
EZRA:
I win? Oh, not again. Imagine that. Beginner's luck and all. One more? One more. Ahem.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
Hey, like to buy girl? She can do many things. Not only cook and clean, but love, too.
NATHAN:
You can't sell that girl.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
She my niece. I can do what I like with her. Hey, she very pretty, huh?
KYLE:
I'll give ya a dollar for the girl.
NATHAN:
Mister, you get the hell out of here.
KYLE:
Hey, boy! This is Central Pacific land. You got no authority.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
$1.00. You can have her for $1.00.
NATHAN:
Wait. Hold it. Wait, wait. $2.00.
KYLE:
3.
NATHAN:
Help me out here, Ezra. You see that man's eyes? He's trying to sell his niece so he can buy opium.
EZRA:
Whereas I find that shocking and most unfortunate, I am hardly a social reformer.
NATHAN:
Well, I ain't turnin' a blind eye to slave trade. $4.00. I got $4.00.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
You like. She make you very happy. You buy.
KYLE:
10. $10.
NATHAN:
I'm out of money.
EZRA:
No wonder, the way you spend it.
NATHAN:
You're gonna take those winnings, and you're gonna buy that girl out of her trouble.
EZRA:
Heh heh. That would be financially imprudent, Mr. Jackson.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
You pay $10? More than $10?
NATHAN:
Wait, wait. You cough up that money, or else I'm gonna tell them where you're hidin' those extra dominoes.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
Anybody pay more than $10? All right, you take.
EZRA:
$11.
LI PONG'S UNCLE:
$11. It's a deal. You buy. She's yours.
KYLE:
You're gonna regret you did that.
EZRA:
Oh, I already do.
NATHAN:
Mister, I done seen some low things in my life, but I ain't never seen nothin' like this. You're free to go.
EZRA:
You heard the man. Best be on your way now.
NATHAN:
You got someplace you can go? Huh?
EZRA:
Well, Mr. Jackson, you're now indebted to me for $7.00.
CHRIS:
People are scared.
NATHAN:
Well, they got good reason to be. They figure since they're not from here, they gotta take it.
JD:
Ain't much we can really do to help when none of 'em will speak to us.
BUCK:
I hate to say it, but we got enough trouble back in town.
VIN:
Yeah, but it don't feel right just ridin' away.
[woman screams]
JOSIAH:
That's the man who came to town.
WO CHIN:
Papa? Papa? Papa? Papa! Papa. Papa. Papa.
JOSIAH:
Come on, son.
RUPERT BROWNER:
These senseless tragedies never get easier. Lord knows, this isn't the first accident we've seen, but I just kept hoping it'll be the last.
NATHAN:
I'm not so sure it was an accident.
RUPERT BROWNER:
What makes you say that?
NATHAN:
Well, those rails, they broke his back. But there were bruises on his face. It just don't add up.
VIN:
Hey, this don't look good. He was dragged down here by 2, maybe 3 men.
RUPERT BROWNER:
Well, gentlemen, if this is a murder, I will get to the bottom of it!
CHRIS:
You mind if we lend a hand?
RUPERT BROWNER:
On the contrary, my good man, I welcome the addition of intelligent life in this wasteland. [sighs] Lord.
CHRIS:
All right, we work in shifts. Vin, Josiah, stay with me. The rest of you come back to town.
BUCK:
Good evening, Inez. May I say that you're looking especially lovely this evening.
INEZ:
The usual, Senor?
BUCK:
Oh, yes, the usual. Thank you. Ahem. A toast.
INEZ:
A toast?
BUCK:
To your loveliness.
JD:
I'll drink to that.
BUCK:
No. No, no! No! Hey!
JD:
Say, Buck. Huh? What do you say you and I go for a little midnight dip in the pond? Hey, Buck, what do you say? It's kinda hot. Want to go for a swim in the pond?
EZRA:
Show yourself. Come on out of there.
LI PONG:
I hang your coat?
EZRA:
I-- I'd rather you just tell me what it is you're doing here.
LI PONG:
Folding your beautiful clothes for you.
EZRA:
Well, that's most gracious of you, but I distinctly recall setting you free, Miss, uh...
LI PONG:
My name Li Pong. May I take your coat now?
EZRA:
How on Earth did you find me?
LI PONG:
I ask where the man with the red coat lives. You sit here, please?
EZRA:
Uh, listen, uh, Li Pong, clearly, you don't understand. You don't have to be here.
LI PONG:
Yes, I do.
EZRA:
Now, look, darlin', uh, where I come from, a gentleman does not take advantage of a lady who feels obliged.
LI PONG:
Obliged?
[knock on door]
NATHAN:
Ezra! Hey, that girl's been lookin'-- Oh, you keeping yourself a slave girl now, huh?
EZRA:
Sir, I take umbrage at that heinous accusation. I emancipated this girl. You saw it with your own eyes.
NATHAN:
And those same eyes are seeing this.
EZRA:
I will not sit here and be viciously maligned.
NATHAN:
I don't care what you do. I'm taking this girl with me. Come on, honey. Come on.
LI PONG:
Please let me stay. I have nowhere else to go.
EZRA:
Now, now, darlin', You don't have to go anywhere. You are quite welcome right here. Assuming a bedroll on the floor will suffice?
LI PONG:
Anyplace will do. Thank you.
EZRA:
All right now, calm down. As for you... I believe you owe me $7.00... and an apology.
NATHAN:
We'll see.
JOSIAH:
[speaking Chinese]
WO CHIN:
I don't need strength. I need lik, not lieu.
JOSIAH:
"Lik" is strength? Then "lieu" is... "Lieu" is urinating. Ha ha. You speak English pretty good.
WO CHIN:
Better than your Chinese.
JOSIAH:
Well, that ain't hard. Where'd you learn?
WO CHIN:
My father taught me. He said it would help us to become better Americans. Look what it did for him.
JOSIAH:
Your father wanted something better for you.
WO CHIN:
So now I am alone, with no family. That is better?
JOSIAH:
You know, there's an old Zen story about a man walking along a cliff and sees a tiger coming. He jumps over the cliff, hangs onto a root, looks down, sees another tiger, and the worse thing of all is there's a mouse munching on the root. Well, knowing he was gonna fall, looks over and he sees a wild strawberry growing nearby, takes a bite out of that strawberry, and it is the sweetest thing he's ever tasted. Now, what does that story say to you? Life is precious.
WO CHIN:
You want to teach me something? Teach me to use that gun.
VIN:
Josiah!
WO CHIN:
My uncle.
CHRIS:
We'll find out who did this.
WO CHIN:
No. You won't. No white man will ever help the Chinese.
RUPERT BROWNER:
Oh, my God, what happened to that man?
VIN:
A bullet.
CHRIS:
Another one of those accidents.
RUPERT BROWNER:
What it boils down to most of the time around here is hatred. Not even the law backs me up. You want to know what the punishment is for killing a Chinese man? A $5.00 fine.
JOSIAH:
Man who was crushed to death... this here is his brother. Crimes of hate don't tend to be that specific.
VIN:
McAfee.
McAFEE:
Got nothing to say to you.
VIN:
I think you do. How many more of these people got to turn up dead before you decide to give a damn?
McAFEE:
He'll kill me, same as them.
VIN:
No one will know where I heard it from. You got my word. You know this is wrong.
McAFEE:
You're looking at the wrong end, bucko. It ain't about being Chinese.
VIN:
What then?
McAFEE:
Look at the money. Railroad pays a dollar a day for workers.
VIN:
Yeah?
McAFEE:
Don't mean they're getting a dollar a day.
RUPERT BROWNER:
Gentlemen, you have something to add to this investigation?
VIN:
Yep. A motive.
RUPERT BROWNER:
Really?
VIN:
Railroad pays a dollar a day. But it seems the Chinese workers are only getting 50 cents. Someone's skimming money off the Chinese wages, then killing anyone who speaks up against it.
CHRIS:
Only one person in a position to do that.
RUPERT BROWNER:
[laughs] My good man, you can't be serious.
CHRIS:
Touch me again, you'll see how serious I am.
RUPERT BROWNER:
A bunch of malcontents feed you a malicious rumor, and you come in here and accuse me of murder?
CHRIS:
We came here to investigate the disappearance of Chinese workers. And I think you're responsible.
RUPERT BROWNER:
So prove it. Put that fire out! Save my maps!
JOHNSON:
Caught this little bastard red-handed. Seen him toss a lantern in there.
CHRIS:
Is that true?
RUPERT BROWNER:
Now, that's what I call hard evidence. Unlike yourselves, I have a criminal proven guilty, and in this camp, the punishment for attempted murder is death! Hang him!
CHRIS:
Let him go. Now!
RUPERT BROWNER:
Well, now, your sense of forgiveness is admirable, considering that you could've been burned alive right alongside me.
JOSIAH:
There is no solution in more killing.
CHRIS:
We're gonna ride outta here, and we're gonna take the boy with us.
KYLE:
These men are fast. And maybe this little devil ain't worth it.
VIN:
If bullets start flying, people are gonna get killed. Railroad's gonna start asking a whole lot of questions, more than you want them to.
RUPERT BROWNER:
[chuckles] Who really cares about one little Chinese bastard? And, you, I see any of you in my camp again, you will be shot on sight! For trespassing!
VIN:
We'll make camp here, keep an eye on things. You gonna wire the judge?
CHRIS:
Yeah. Watch your back.
CHRIS:
Ezra.
EZRA:
What's going on?
CHRIS:
A little misunderstanding.
EZRA:
Would you care to enlighten me?
JOSIAH:
You can sleep here for a while if you want to. All people are welcome in this church, no matter what their beliefs. I spent some time with some Buddhist monks once, used to talk about there being 3 qualities necessary in life: great faith, great doubt... and great effort. Made sense to me.
WO CHIN:
Am I your prisoner here?
JOSIAH:
Let it sink in, Wo Chin. You're among friends here. Well, go on, if you got a mind to. You're a free man. Here's a bedroll if you decide to stay.
EZRA:
Oh, this is ridiculous. You can't sleep down there.
LI PONG:
Oh, then I go sleep in the hallway?
EZRA:
The hallway? No! No! Uh, look, I may be a scoundrel, but I'm still a gentleman. I will not allow a lady to sleep on the floor while I... enjoy the comforts of a featherbed. Now... up you go. Madam, amongst my many misdeeds, taking advantage of a woman has never been one of them.
LI PONG:
Then you... you don't want to?
EZRA:
I am a man, of course. I al-- I always want to, but I certainly don't intend to. So, get up on this bed, I will sleep on the floor. I insist. Up you go. I'll be right down here on the floor. Go on, don't worry. I'll be just fine... right here... on the floor.
LI PONG:
Oh...so soft.
EZRA:
Well, this can't be your first featherbed.
LI PONG:
In San Francisco, my family very poor. We always sleep on the floor.
EZRA:
Is that where your family is now?
LI PONG:
We were going to start a new life there, but my father, he became very ill. And mother, she could not take care of all of us, so I was sent to my uncle.
EZRA:
Oh, you must miss them terribly.
LI PONG:
But I'm glad to be here. You are a good man.
EZRA:
Oh...don't be fooled by a few good manners.
LI PONG:
I know many bad men, but you are different.
EZRA:
Different? Well, that is hard to deny.
LI PONG:
Do you want to kiss me? I don't feel... how you say? Obliged?
CHRIS:
Evening.
MAN:
I'll send your telegram right away, sir.
CHRIS:
You all right, Son?
[telegraph clicking]
WO CHIN:
I want to learn to shoot like you.
CHRIS:
Why?
WO CHIN:
So I can be an American.
CHRIS:
Learnin' to shoot don't make you an American. But it could make you a killer.
WO CHIN:
You won't teach me, I'll teach myself.
CHRIS:
It won't fix the way you feel.
WO CHIN:
When you are beaten and cheated and killed just because you're Chinese, then you can tell me how to feel.
CHRIS:
You're right. I don't know nothin' about being Chinese. But I know about hate and killin' a man because of it. And it don't take that hate away. It just makes you feel dead inside. Guns and hate... it's a bad mix.
LI PONG:
It's so quiet here.
EZRA:
Just wait. The saloon hasn't emptied out yet.
LI PONG:
On the railroad, the workers, they work all day and night. There always noise.
EZRA:
That's hard work for half of what they were promised. Browner must be making a mint.
LI PONG:
And my people starve.
EZRA:
Presumably, Browner has to account for every penny the railroad gives him. Must be doctoring the books. What's wrong?
LI PONG:
If you had a chance to help my people, would you do it?
EZRA:
Well, I'm, uh... I'm not a good Samaritan by nature, but... what do you have in mind?
LI PONG:
I used to clean Mr. Browner's office. And often he go about with his business as if I were blind to see what he was doing. I saw more than he knows.
[rooster crows]
BUCK:
Can't get enough of this fine coffee of yours, Senorita.
INEZ:
Why, thank you.
INEZ:
JD Would you like some, uh...uh... more coffee?
JD:
No, thank you, Inez. I got plenty here. Thank you.
INEZ:
Well...a growing boy like you... probably needs more food.
JD:
Oh, I got enough food on my plate for 2 JDs, Ma'am.
INEZ:
I'm sorry, JD Oh, you're no boy. In fact... you're turning into a man right before my eyes.
BUCK:
Ah-heh.
INEZ:
Are you getting taller? Oh!
JD:
I think I am, actually.
BUCK:
People are trying to eat around here.
JD:
Wow.
BUCK:
Don't even think about it, boy! She'll steal the chitlins you're eating and make you lick the plate.
JD:
Whoo. Ahh. That goes well with breakfast.
BUCK:
Don't even think about it, boy! Oh, she'll roll that chicken in the flour, but she ain't gonna fry it up. Uh-uh.
NATHAN:
Hey. Is everything all right? Is Ezra vexing you?
LI PONG:
He's not back yet?
NATHAN:
Back from where?
EZRA:
Oh, my God.
[gun cocks]
RUPERT BROWNER:
I could see how a word like private property... would mean very little to you.
EZRA:
Almost as little as the words human life... mean to you.
RUPERT BROWNER:
That all depends, now, on whose life it is we're talking about.
JOSIAH:
I should have seen it coming. Boy stole my gun and took off in the night. Only one place he could have gone.
NATHAN:
Ezra's out there, too. They're both gonna get themselves killed.
CHRIS:
Let's go!
[workers shouting in Chinese]
CHINESE MAN:
[speaking Chinese]
KYLE:
He don't look so fancy now, do he? [chuckling] Oh, I told you you'd regret takin' that gal away from me.
EZRA:
You know what they say. No good deed goes unpunished.
KYLE:
Keep diggin'.
EZRA:
I was just pausin' to consider the enormous amount of money your Mr. Browner must be makin'--
KYLE:
Boy, you talk too much.
EZRA:
But, being a smart man, I'm sure you've negotiated for yourselves a large percentage of that money. Seeing as how you're taking all the risks.
KYLE:
Well, that's none of your business.
EZRA:
Oh, don't tell me. You're not-- oh, gentlemen, for shame. You could be taking advantage of a golden opportunity.
KYLE:
Take advantage how?
EZRA:
If Mr. Browner's employers got a look at that ledger... well, let's just say he'd be dismissed, which would leave you in charge of the camp and...and all that money. That is, if you were smart.
KYLE:
Hey!
[gunshot]
EZRA:
Well...as always, Mr. Tanner, your timing is impeccable.
[shouting in Chinese]
WO CHIN:
Let him see me! I don't care!
JOHNSON:
Chinese got guns! Chinese got guns! Come on, boys!
[shouting]
JOHNSON:
You boys get back to work, damn it! Get back with your own kind! Get 'em! Get 'em!
NATHAN:
It's not like you, ridin' off alone to save the day. What's come over you?
EZRA:
I'll, uh, I'll let you know when I figure it out.
CHRIS:
Hyah!
JOSIAH:
Let me introduce you fellas.
BUCK:
Break it up! Get off him!
CHINESE MAN:
[speaking Chinese]
JOHNSON:
Hey!
CHINESE MAN:
No! No!
RUPERT BROWNER:
Aah!
CHRIS:
You're gonna hang. My good man.
RUPERT BROWNER:
[groaning]
EZRA:
It's all in here, Gentlemen. I trust complete and total restitution will be provided to the Chinese laborers.
VIN:
Congratulations, McAfee. They tell me you're the new rail boss. It's up to you to see this gets done right this time.
McAFEE:
I'll see to it.
EZRA:
Now, if, um... the Central Pacific should feel inclined to acknowledge our efforts with, say, a reward, well--
LI PONG:
[speaking Chinese]
EZRA:
We'll continue this discussion later. Something of a second family, aren't they?
LI PONG:
Some of them, yes.
EZRA:
Well, um... maybe you'll... see your real family soon.
LI PONG:
When I left, I knew it would be forever.
EZRA:
I, uh, I have a feeling it'll be a whole lot sooner than that. Um, now, this should cover your travel expenditures back to San Francisco.
LI PONG:
You want me to go?
EZRA:
No! No, of course I don't, but... it's where you belong.
BUCK:
No more love potions for me. and I am through with that Inez. Finito! That's not funny. What are you laughin' at?
JD:
Buck, I saw you buy that love potion. Me and Inez were in cahoots playin' a hoax on you.
BUCK:
A hoax?!
JD:
Yeah.
BUCK:
Playin' a hoax on me? So you drank it on purpose.
JD:
Yep.
BUCK:
Uh-huh. Well, you fool, you know that could have been potent.
JD:
Oh, come on, Buck! You know that kinda magic's--hooey!
BUCK:
Well, your ass is gonna be hooey when I'm through with you.
JD:
Hooey!
BUCK:
Go! I said go, boy!
JD:
Hooey!
BUCK:
Go!
JD:
Hooey!
JOSIAH:
So you'll look after the boy, won't you? Make sure he stays out of trouble.
CHUNG SUN:
His father was my friend. I'm pleased to watch over his son.
JOSIAH:
[speaking Chinese]
CHUNG SUN:
[repeats, laughs]
JOSIAH:
See? Now that's modesty for ya. I just told him he's got a place in heaven.
WO CHIN:
[laughs] You just told him he's an idiot.
CHRIS:
[laughs]
JOSIAH:
Chung Sun! Hey, wait a minute! Wait a minute! I want to talk to you! Wait a minute!
CHRIS:
Are you all right with this?
WO CHIN:
Maybe I'll see you again sometime.
CHRIS:
Well, the world is becoming a smaller place. Anything's possible. Good luck.